Hello, my loves! It's been a while with this one. I didn't mean to leave you hanging for so long. But now that I have a fair amount out for So Sweet, I can start a rotation of publishing chapters for my four stories. Next one will be A Warrior's Heart. As always, love to my girls GoldenGirl1920, ClaymoreQueen6176, wwechristina and HavenMoon1369 for all your support and feedback, and to anyone else who has been enjoying any of my stories!

Well, if you thought the last chapter was heavy, get ready for this. It's really intense... you may want to have a box of tissues close. It's truly awful, but like I said before, All great love stories have some tragedies before we can get to the happily ever afters. This one is going to take a while, but I promise it will be well worth it. Well, let's find out what was wrong with Dawn. Spoiler alert: it's not good. Enjoy!

PSA: I do not own any of the wrestlers or their personas. They belong to the WWE and themselves. I own the character of Dawn and that is all.

"…I had so many dreams about you and me. Happy endings. Now I know…" Taylor Swift (White Horse)

Orlando International Airport

Terminal A

Drew POV

I can't fucking believe this. Dawn never showed. She said she was at the arena and needed ta talk ta me. But then, nothing. I tried calling and texting while I waited in that private room fer her. Nah, she never responded. I guess I should've known better that ta get mah hopes up like that. She hates me ferever. I don't blame her.

And now, I'm getting ready tah get on this fucking red eye flight ta LA with my dearly beloved wife. When I emerged from tha room ta look fer Dawn, she rushed me ta tha locker room and urged me ta get ready fer my match against Kofi. She proceeded ta hover over me tha whole time. Sitting on mah lap, kissing me all over mah face and not letting anyone talk tah me.

Whatever. We're boarding tha plane now. Once we're on our way, I'll pretend I'm asleep sa I can ignore her and pray she'll leave me alone. I don't wanna talk ta her or anyone right now. I'm just sa damn sick and tired of everything. Not ta mention miserable as hell. I just wish I knew why Dawn didn't come ta me. I gotta stop hoping fer us ta get back tagather. It's not happening.

Fuck! Why is he calling right now? "Sheamo, I can't talk right now. I'm boadding tha plane. I'll see ya in LA fer tha party."

Taryn's head snaps ta me quickly and demands, "Gimme that phone! This trip is for US! You and ME! Not for any of our friends!"

What tha fuck is her deal? But I find out quickly as I make mah way ta our seats and Sheamus talks fast, "Mate, just listen ta me! We tried to tell ya at tha arena but Taryn wouldn't allow it. Dawn showed up. But I saw her getting carted out on a stretcher and loaded inta an ambulance!"

I stop in mah tracks, "What? She… What happened ta her?"

Taryn is acting a fool trying ta snatch tha phone outta mah hands, "Gimme that damn phone, Drew!"

Sheamus sighs, "I dunno, mate. Dolph told me she passed out in his arms after he noticed she was bleeding. They took her ta Orlando Health Regional Medical. He and Nattie went with her. Drew! Drew, are ya there?"

I mumble after mah heart drops, "Aye. I hear ya, mate."

I end mah call on my Blackberry and feel Taryn tugging on mah fucking hand, "C'mon Drew! Sit down! Almost time to take off, baby!"

I look down at her. I'm beyond disgusted, "Ya knew. Didn't ya? Ya knew Dawn was ill. That's why ya were clinging ta me all day. Ya didn't want me finding out."

She looks almost crazed but trying to maintain her fake happy façade, "OK, Drewy baby. Sit down. The plane is about to…"

I hiss at her, "Tell me tha fucking truth fer once in your miserable existence!"

She sneers at me, "I'm your wife! Not her, goddamn it! You married ME! Remember? She is no concern of yours anymore! She hasn't been for two years!"

I snap back, "And who's fault is that, you manipulative bitch?"

A flight attendant comes over and politely says, "Sir, we are getting ready to leave. Please have a seat and buckle up."

She walks back to her station as I fume at Taryn, "Ya know what? Nah! I'm done with this shit! Ya can have mah birthday party ta yerself! Happy fucking birthday ta me, Taryn!"

I reach up ta grab my carry on luggage and make mah way off tha plane, hearing Taryn screeching at me ta come back. No fucking way! They close tha door tah that plane bahind me. Good! She can't follow me. I run down tha jetway and manage ta make it through bafer they shut tha door. I gotta get outta this airport and find a taxi. I gotta get ta Dawn!

Orlando Health Regional Medical

Emergency Room 5

Dawn POV

I have no idea how I got here. The last thing I remember was being annoyed with Nic that he was keeping me from getting to Drew. Then the horrible, wretched pain. The worst I had ever experienced in my life. Then, I wake up in this hospital bed in the ER with my Mama and three best friends leaning over me and praying. I faintly heard them say that Nic and Nattie are in the waiting room and that Stephanie McMahon has called with her concerns about my health.

But right now, all I see are the shocked expressions on their faces. Not to mention complete and total disappointment from Mama. I just told them all that I'm pregnant. The girls are looking at each other and back to me with stunned looks.

But not Mama. She is looking down, not even looking me in the eye. I see her breathing change and what looks like the weight of the world land on her shoulders. Jesus, does she hate me now? I knew she would be angry at me, but now I wish I hadn't said a damn word.

She just says, "Girls, can you step outside for a moment. I need a moment alone with my daughter."

They all comply, but not before each giving me a big hug. They all stop to take a look on their way out the door. I'm mentally girding myself for what she's about to say. My eyes are now brimming with tears and I'm actually trembling with fear anticipating her 'I told you so' speech. I feel like I'm holding my breath waiting for her start berating me.

She loudly exhales and starts, "Dawn, I'm trying really hard to understand this. I warned you about being safe for the sake of your own heart and your bright future. What on Earth were you thinking?"

I finally start to breathe again and blink. The tears are now flowing down my cheek as I tell her, "Mama, please. The last thing in the world I need right now is your judgment."

She shakes her head, "This is not judgment, honey. But I really need to know why you didn't protect yourself better."

I shut my eyes "What does it matter? What's done is done. I'm having a baby."

She looks at me, "So, you're gonna keep it."

I gape at her, "What kind of question is that? Yes, I'm keeping my baby!"

She puts her hands up, "No its not… Dawn, I'm sorry. This is strange for me. You have always been so single minded on being a pro wrestler. And you've made yourself into the best in your division. But do you realize how this is going to change your life? Young mothers are not on the road over three hundred days a year. And yes, I would help you if it came down to it, but this completely alters your plans for the future!"

My patience is wearing thin, "I know that, Mama! I know! This was nowhere near my future plans, at least not for quite a long time. But I love this baby so much already. I don't know what my future holds now, except that I am ready for whatever happens. But I just need to know that you love and support me no matter what!"

I feel another cramp come on and I clutch my tummy. She grabs my hand and starts to cry, "Oh Dawn. Baby girl, of course I love you. No condition would ever change that. And I am behind you no match what. Sweet girl, that was never in question. "

She leans over and pulls me into her arms. I didn't realize how my I needed a hug from her until this very moment. Just the two of us, embracing and she allowing me to sob on her shoulder like when I was a little girl and Daddy let me down by not showing up to see me. We allow this beautiful moment to wash over us. We both needed it.

She comes out of the hug and cradles my face, "I guess I'm about to be a grandma! Jesus, I'm really too young for this though. I need a different name for this little one to call me. What about Nana? Or Mimi? Or Glammy?"

I have to laugh as I wipe tears away from my cheeks, "I think we can figure it out. I'm jut glad you're on my side."

She takes my hand for comfort, and then asks the inevitable, "You know I will always have your back. But I have to ask. I need to know what we're up against. Dawn, who's the father?"

Those tears I just wiped away are now being replaced with fresh ones as I start crying uncontrollably. I squeeze my eyes shut and heaving sobs leave my body. I hear her grumble as I put my hands to my face and wail.

I think I just confirmed her worst fears as she grumbles, "Oh no! Oh please, baby girl! No! Him, of all people? Jesus, Dawn!"

I'm hiccupping through my snivels as I stammer, "Mama, please. You said no judgment."

She runs her hands through her hair, "Damn it, Dawn! Anyone but him! After everything that little prick put you through? He broke your heart almost beyond repair! Why him? And he's married to that thing! He's not gonna give you or this baby the time of day."

I feel my blood pressure start to shoot up, "Mama, you don't know that and neither do I. That's why I drove to Orlando today. I wanted to tell him face to face. I was gonna tell him. He has a right to know he's gonna be a father."

She asks, "And what did he say?"

I shrug sadly, "Nothing. I fainted from the pain before I could talk to him. And Mama, I know how you feel about him, and I tried to fool myself into believing that I was over him. But I'm not. I still love him. And whether or not you like it, this baby bonds me and Drew for life."

She sniffs, "When did this happen? When did you let your guard down and let this bastard in your heart and pants again?"

I snap at her, "Can you make it sound sleazier next time?" I really don't wanna have this conversation with her right now, but it's unavoidable. I sigh and confirm, "In Vegas. The night before his wedding to her."

She stands up in a shot and screams, "Goddamn it, Dawn! Are you kidding me?"

I yell, "Mama, you don't understand! We both found out that she manipulated both of us. Drew didn't really sleep with her that night after Wrestlemania. But she roofied him later and violated him. And Nic helped her with her scheme. They worked together to break us up. And it worked!"

She looks at me, "Oh my god. She did that awful thing to him? But still, he married her after fucking you? Jesus! Dawn, I…"

I break in wailing uncontrollably, "Damn it, Mama! I know! It's a fucked up situation I'm in. I'm more than aware that I'm a huge disappointment to you for this. But this is my life! I am having this baby! And if Drew wants to be in our lives, fine. If not, that's OK too. But I really just need you to just not be so negative and just love me enough to tell me that no matter what, everything is gonna be alright!"

She takes my hand again, "Oh sweetie! You know I…"

But before she can get another word out, two doctors and a nurse come into the room. The first one, a tall, slim blonde male, starts "Excuse me, Miss Chapman. My name is Dr. Carter. I'm the chief OB-GYN surgeon. This is my colleague, Dr. Tran."

I straighten myself out and shake the fog of confusion out of my head, "Yes, Dr. Carter. I'm sorry. Did you say surgeon?"

Mama takes my hand again and reiterates, "Surgeon? You must be mistaken. She just had some pain and nausea from her pregnancy."

Dr. Tran, slightly shorter with short black hair, adds, "Well, ma'am. You see, Dawn will require surgery to terminate her pregnancy. The nurse needs to get her ready and prepped for surgery now."

We look at each other and I give them a scathing look back, "What are you talking about? I'm not having an abortion. I'm here to find out if there is something wrong with my baby."

Dr. Carter looks concerned as he delivers the most heartbreaking news I could receive, "Miss Chapman, I'm sorry but your pregnancy is ectopic. Your embryo implanted in your fallopian tube instead of your uterus. It must be removed immediately."

Mama gasps and tightens her grip on my hand as her eyes fill with tears, "Oh no. No! Not…Oh my sweet baby girl! I'm so sorry, baby!"

I look up at the ceiling and say, "OK. So, you can take it out of my tube and put it in my womb, right? This can be fixed, right?"

They look at each other and tell me, "No. Unfortunately, there is nothing that can be done…"

Mama immediately sits on the bed next to me and cradles my head in her arms. Everything feels like some warped foggy nightmare from this point on that I'm dying to wake up from. I vaguely hear them explain to me over my screams and cries that, if I continue with this tubal pregnancy, the best case scenario is I will never be able to have a chance to get pregnant again due to my tubes rupturing. Worst case is death. The toxins from my burst tube will get into my bloodstream and I will die.

Everything is even more of a blur now. One big sad, horrible cloud of anger, pain and despondency. I hear Mama weep as she hugs me before the staff tell her to leave. They prep me for this surgery and I sorta see Krystal, Christie and Christina out of the corner of my eye standing in the hallway. I think Nic and Nattie are there too.

Mama doesn't wanna let go of my hand, but we are eventually parted for me to enter this room of hell. I think I hear Mama telling Nic to fuck off. But now, all I see is white. The sanitized and stark white of the operating room. They put that plastic thing on my nose for oxygen and I can feel the anesthesia start to course through my body.

This isn't real. This can't be happening. My baby. Our baby. Drew, where are you? Please come and tell me I'm just having a terrible hallucination. Our baby is really fine, and we will be together forever. Please. I need y…

Drew POV

OK, now what? I finally made it ta tha hospital in all that fucking traffic from the airport. I made it ta the ER. Now, I just gotta find what room Dawn is in. Luckily with that cunt being on that long ass flight ta LA, I'm spared from her texts or calls fer now. I'm sure she's steaming now, and I'll catch hell, and probably her hands, when she gets home. But I don't care. I haveta know Dawn is gonna be OK.

I find my way ta ta the waiting room. Shit! I need ta duck outta sight. There's her Ma and bet friends. I know they all hate mah guts. Tha last thing I want is t make any more drama fer Dawn. Wait, are they crying? What tha fuck is going on?

I happen ta catch Nattie's eye. She gapes at me and looks to make sure the others aren't looking. She mouths at me ta leave now. I shake mah head and mouth back, "I haveta see her! Please!" She sighs and glances over again, then motions with her fingers the number six. I nod at her with a thanks and make mah way down tha hallway and see the sign for Recovery Room 6.

When I walk through the curtain, I'm devastated be what I see. Dawn is lying there, unconscious with oxygen and IVs hooked up ta her. My god, she's always tha strongest woman I know. But right now, she looks sa damn small, fragile and weak. Nothing like tha force of nature I fell in love with. That I still love with every fiber of mah being.

I walk over ta her and take her small, delicate hand in mine. Nothing I do can hold back tha tears as I look at this beautiful woman, the true life of mah life. I don't know what happened ta her other than what Sheamus told me. All I know is seeing her sa frail and delicate is almost too much fer me ta take.

I clear mah throat and start ta talk ta her, "Dawn. Mo ghraidh. Oh god. I don't know what happened but ya haveta get better. I…"

Bafer I can say what's really in mah heart, I'm interrupted by a shrill, angry voice, "You little bastard! What the fuck do you think you're doing here?"

I turn around and see Frances Chapman and her wrath staring holes of fire through me. She's flanked by Krystal, Christie and Christina, and all are following suit. Nattie is trying ta get cooler heads ta prevail, "Hey guys. Let's remember Dawn is sleeping after her procedure."

I shrug as I try ta explain mahself, "Frances, I know how ya feel about me, but as I needed ta see her…"

The rancor in Frances' eyes has just turned venomous as she unloads the last two and a half years' worth of anger out on me, "You know how I FEEL? No, you little shit! You have no clue how I feel! You have no concept of what it's been like for me to watch my daughter struggle with the pain that YOU caused her all this time! And now, she's lying in this hospital bed because of YOU! YOU did this to her! Now you get the hell away from my daughter and stay gone, you little fucker!"

Wait, what? I'm responsible? What does she mean? Did she try ta ki… Oh god! Nah! Dawn has never been tha type ta do this ta herself. I haveta tell her, "Nah, Ms. Chapman. Yer wrong. She was trying ta find me. We were gonna…"

She screams, "ARE YOU FUCKING DEAF? I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT AND AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER! NOW!"

That's when the three go ta embrace her as she starts ta break down. I'm sa confused as Nattie takes mah hand and leads me out, "Guys, stay here. I'll take care of this. Drew, please come with me."

I don't wanna leave Dawn's side as I call back tah her when Nattie practically shoves me out of tha room, "Mo ghraidh! I love ya! Please wake up, Dawn!"

Dawn POV

"Drew. Is that you? Drew. The baby. I'm pregnant. You're the father. I love you."

All of this is swimming in my head as I awaken from what feel like the longest, deepest sleep I've ever had. I mumble his name over and over as my eyes focus on what actually turns out to be Mama. She looks stressed and perturbed. As do my best friends. What's going on?

Mama smooths herself out and puts on a smile, "Baby girl! You're awake."

I mumble groggily, "Drew. I heard him. Is he here?"

She looks at my girls and they all shake their heads. Mama scoffs, "Of course not, sweetie. It's just us. Nattie had to step out for a moment. You must've been dreaming."

Then, everything smacks me in the face all at once. I feel the pain in my abdomen, my face falls and my heart shatters. I start to cry, "It's over. Isn't it?"

Mama sits by my bedside and take my hand, the same one I swore Drew was holding, "Yes. Yes, it's over. Baby girl, I'm so very sorry."

Oh god! This pain. It's overwhelming. I wail as I look into her eyes, "Mama, I know that I wasn't very far along, but I feel so empty now. Like everything I loved has been ripped away from me. I feel so helpless."

She tilts my chin up, "You're not empty, baby. You're not. The doctor did deliver some good news. Your fallopian wasn't badly damaged since they got to the issue early. You still have a chance at having a normal pregnancy. That's great to hear, right?"

I shake my head, "But I wanted this baby. And now, it gone."

She rubs my back, the preferred comfort method since childhood, and asks, "Are you still gonna tell Drew about the baby."

I squeal with my face in my hands, "No. There's nothing to tell anymore."

My friends surround me as I give myself over to grief. This pain is the worst. Not the one in y lower abdomen. The one in my heart. This anguish is such that I cannot see my way out of it ever. No, I will not tell Drew about this baby. After all, he's got his perfect fucking life with his bimbo whore wife and the partying lifestyle he's grown to need for both of us to be heartbroken and miserable.

Drew POV

Nattie has dragged me out inta tha parking lot and ta her car. She gets in after demanding that I pop inta the passenger seat. She says as she pulls out of tha parking desk, "That was a dumb move coming here. You're lucky her mom didn't kill you on sight. You were supposed to be on a plane to LA. Why did you come?"

I slouch down in mah seat, "I really don't know, Nat. I heard she was here and had ta see her. I just needed ta know she's gonna be OK."

She huffs, "Well, she's going to be fine after she recovers. She's tough as hell and she'll bounce back from this. In the meantime, it's best for all involved that you stay away from Dawn."

I haveta ask, "Nattie, what's wrong with her? Why is she in tha hospital?""

She shakes her head, "Drew, I can't tell you that. Her mom doesn't want you to know anything about Dawn. Just know she is going to be back soon after she recovers. OK, what's your address?"

I sniff, "I don't live here anymore, remember. I live in Louisiana now. Taryn had to get me there with her family and shit all over what I want. Remember?"

She says, "Ah. Right. Well, TJ and I have a spare bedroom at our home in Tampa. You can stay there for a couple of days until you can get a flight to New Orleans."

I mumble, "Thank ya, Nattie. I just… I wish mah life had not turned tah shit. I wish Dawn still loved me. If I could go back ta that night at Wrestlemania and redo everything, I'd make damn sure…"

I can't even finish the thought. She reaches over and pats me on the hand, "I know, Drew. I know."

I stay silent fer tha rest of tha three hour ride. I can't get mah mind off how dawn appeared in that hospital bed. I don't vocalize this ta her, but I fully intend on finding out what happened ta her and how it was mah fault. But right now, I just lament ta mahself about Dawn. Why da I have a sinking feeling whatever happened ta her just drove us even further apart?